It's time to get out and take a look!

After being an emperor for a long time, he gradually suffered from occupational diseases.

In the past, when Zhao Pu was the king of Yi, he was good at juju, good at fighting cocks, good at Qinglou Fengyue, good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, with a wide range of interests and hobbies; At this time, after becoming the emperor, he almost had no hobbies, he didn't like juju, he didn't love cockfighting, he didn't love piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and even beauties were not interested.

His only hobbies are to review the recitals, train the army, and fight with the ministers of the court. Even if I have nothing to do in my spare time, I mostly sleep and sleep, or practice swords, or be in a daze.

The whole person is simple and monotonous, no fun at all, not much stronger than wood.

A living robot.

What is strange is that Zhao Pu is not tired or tired of this kind of life, but has a sense of excitement.

In his previous life, Zhao Pu read that some people played online games, and they never got tired of it, constantly fighting monsters and upgrading, upgrading, upgrading, and upgrading, without a trace of fatigue, without a trace of boredom.

At that time, Zhao Pu didn't understand, but now he understands.

He is a living example of this.

He's sick, he's mentally ill, he needs to be healed, and if he continues, he might really turn into wood, he will become a robot............

It's time to go out for a walk!

Despite his lack of interest in participating in the Oiran Conference, Zhao Pu still forced himself to go.

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Tianxianglou is located in the south of the city, in the fireworks alley of Suzaku Street, every day as soon as the night falls, it will be lively and lively.

The magnificent gate is brilliantly lit in front of the lights, the car is like flowing water and the horse is like a dragon, the human voice is rumbling and boiling, the flow of people under the gate is endless, the red lantern is divided into two rows and hangs high, and the pavilion inside is continuous. The courtyard is deep and wide, the lanterns are dazzling, and the warblers are singing and dancing...... Its magnificence and prosperity can be called the capital for a while.

Vaguely, Zhao Pu thought of "the red lantern is hanging high"!

Zhao Pu got out of the carriage, looked at Tianxianglou in front of him, frowned, and felt out of place.

Although Tianxianglou is a green building, it is mainly composed of Qing officials and only performs. Don't sell your body, the women inside are all proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, stunners, princes and nobles of Hangzhou, and ministers of civil and military affairs. The scholars and doctors gathered together, or drank and had fun. Or talk about poetry. or appreciating calligraphy and painting, etc., often at the expense of inviting these Qing officials to attend.

What you can't get is the best, because you can't ask for it, the Tianxianglou business is much more profitable than the Qinglou of the skin and meat business.

Zhao Pu once wanted to ban Qinglou. Because Mianmian Qinglou wears the mind of the doctor the most, one by one he has become a soft-footed crab.

But it's just a matter of thinking about it, these Qinglou bring too many taxes to the imperial court every year, and various relationships are even more intertwined. It's a lot of trouble to deal with.

In addition, the Qinglou was banned, and the scholars and doctors had nothing to do, and the spirit was desertified, which was extremely troublesome.

"What is Childe thinking?" Ruixue, who was dressed as a handsome man, asked.

"I'm wondering if it's time to increase the consumption tax!" Zhao Pu pondered.

In later generations, there is a tax called consumption tax, and the scope of consumption tax includes five types of products: the first category: some special consumer goods that will cause harm to human health, social order, ecological environment, etc., such as cigarettes, alcohol, firecrackers, fireworks, etc.; The second category: luxury goods, non-daily necessities, such as precious jewelry, cosmetics, etc.; Category 3: High energy consumption and high-end consumer goods, such as cars, motorcycles, etc.; Category IV: Non-renewable and alternative petroleum-based consumer goods, such as gasoline, diesel, etc.; Category 5: Products with certain financial significance, such as car tires, skin care and hair care products, etc.

GST rates, with a minimum of 3% and a maximum of 56%.

It is impossible to ban Qinglou, and it can only be to adopt macroeconomic regulation and control to compress the development of Qinglou.

It's just that this will not make the life of the Qinglou woman more difficult, after all, the wool comes from the sheep.

Zhao Pu was in a trance, and he was thinking about the reform plan of the Qinglou.

As soon as the two approached, a large group of women greeted Tingting, leaned on them affectionately, and said in a loud voice: "Yo-Isn't this you, Son!" I haven't come to visit the slave family for so long, did you forget the slave family early in the morning? ”

Zhao Pu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "Who are you?" ”

In his tone, there was supreme majesty.

Living in his body, nurturing his qi, after being the emperor for a long time, Zhao Pu unconsciously carried the supreme and looked down on all beings.

"Don't, once it is raw and twice cooked, and it comes too many times, is it ripe?"

"Little brother, it seems to be handsome, the slave family will satisfy Lang Jun!"

"Lang Jun, I'm here to see Sister Xiangxiang again!"

Suddenly, it was like a hundred ducks croaking.

Zhao Pu's face immediately became gloomy, as if he was about to be angry.

"Get out of the way!" At this time, Shu Wenxiu's face turned cold and blocked in front of Zhao Pu.

Suddenly, the sound stopped a lot, and there was no more noise. One by one, the women in the Qinglou looked a little flustered, and they couldn't help but step back, subconsciously getting out of the way.

As a Qinglou woman, the most important thing is to know people, not to provoke powerful people, soliciting customers is okay, but it must be done in moderation. If you provoke some powerful sons, it will be a catastrophe in an instant, they are just a group of Qinglou women, in the eyes of some big people, ants are not as good.

"Childe, don't be angry!"

At this time, a woman stepped forward, wearing a green shirt, her face was delicate, with a dignified and calm, her expression was holy, about thirty years old,, between a smile and a smile, revealing a mature charm.

Zhao Pu's expression moved, and he was really a stunner.

"The concubine is Su Mei, I don't know what happened when the son came to Tianxiang Building?" Su Mei smiled, observing the visitors.

The son in front of him was dressed very strangely, not with a folding fan, but with a sword hanging from his waist, in a trance, as if he was a little absent-minded, even if he saw her, he was only slightly surprised, and it flashed by, without the corruption, desire, possession and other feelings in the eyes of other men.

And this boy's scholar, although he wears men's clothes, he has not further disguised his dress, delicate and feminine, plus beautiful eyes, apricot eyes and peach cheeks, and generally knowledgeable people can also see that she is a big girl who is easy to hairpin and Ben.

And the guards in front of him. Dressed in men's clothes, she was dressed more intelligently, and she couldn't see a hint of a woman's taste, but Su Mei's eyes swept over and she still found that it was a woman. It's just that this female guard doesn't have a woman's softness on her body, but only a murderous aura that is hidden but not revealed, like a sword hidden in the scabbard.

And all around. Guarding in the open and in the dark, sealing a possible killing opportunity.

Once someone has a killing intent against this son, the thunderous blow will sweep down in an instant.

"My son-in-law. Come and relax! It was Ruixue who answered.

"Distracted!" Su Mei said, "Today happens to be my girl's poetry meeting. Childe is interested in participating! ”

"Poetry Meeting?" Zhao Pu already knew everything.

A good horse with a good saddle. Oiran with noun.

In fact, when it comes to appearance, singing, and talent, the gap between competing for the top few Oiran is not too big. What really widens the gap is. Lyrics sung!

Therefore, getting a good song is extremely important for the Qinglou women who are competing for the Oiran. You can even spend the Spring Festival together.

At the Oiran Conference, the competition was extremely fierce, and Xiangxiang of Tianxianglou was only one of the five candidates, and there were four others who were on par with him. In order to compete for the Oiran, Xiangxiang is eager for that good word; And in order to win favor, the scholars are also vying to send good words. So there was a poetry meeting.

Nodding, Zhao Pu stepped in.

Entering the lobby of Tianxiang Building, but seeing the women and girls indulging in wine and laughing, the ears and temples are rubbing, a scene of joy, upstairs and downstairs are full of singing and laughing, coquettish one after another, incense is flowing everywhere, the sheng flute resonates, the flow of people shuttles, the lively atmosphere, permeated with the atmosphere of drunken gold fans, and the end is the bliss of the world.

Zhao Pu frowned slightly and continued to walk towards the second floor.

On the second floor, the scene was better.

On the third floor, it belongs to the VIP room, which is dedicated to entertaining distinguished guests.

Behind the curtain of white light gauze, a looming delicate figure is hidden in it, bringing infinite mystery, like the moon in the well and the flowers in the water, beautiful and untouchable.

Sitting at a delicate table, Zhao Pu roughly swept around, and at this time, there were still several vacant seats on the third floor, and it seemed that it was still in the future.

At this time, Zhao Pu poured down a cup of tea and was about to drink it. Wang Wuyue, who was on the side, raised her hand, held down the teacup, and stopped drinking it.

"Tea, is it poisonous?" Zhao Pu asked.

"I don't know, it's just not safe!" Wang Wuyue said.

Not safe, not indeed. Who knows if the tea in the green building is poisonous. There are some poisons that cannot be detected with a silver needle. In order to prevent accidents, it is best not to drink or eat outside things, and to eat and drink the food brought from the palace.

At this time, the guards on the side stepped forward, took out a delicate tea box, opened the box, took out exquisite tea sets from it, and then served the brewed tea with both hands.

Zhao Pu was helpless, so he could only take the teacup and drink it.

Heaven and earth have their own laws, and all things are not free!

Compared with the jerky past, Wang Wuyue's security work is getting more and more in place, and she can't find a flaw at all, but she is a little more uncomfortable.

At this time, people arrived one after another, and at this time, all the talents had arrived, Zhao Pu's tea was almost drunk, and the tea set was also packed up.

"A few days ago, a traitorous minister wrote to ban the Qinglou, saying that the Qinglou corrupted the scholars and polluted the pillars of the country. Now all talents, don't mention taboo words? At this time, Su Mei, the owner of Tianxianglou, reminded.

Some time ago, there were endless quarrels in order to ban the issue of the Qinglou, and finally the opinion of banning the Qinglou was not resolved, but it also frightened many people. Many people's jobs have almost been smashed, and some taboo remarks have been much reduced. It's just that the reader didn't open the door when he spoke, and Su Mei had to remind him again.

"Aunt Su, I'll know!"

"Closed the Qinglou, where can I go?"

"It seems that there is going to be a tax increase on the Qinglou!"

"It seems that soon the official prostitute will be canceled!"

"If the anti-gold fight continues, how can it not raise taxes. At this time, taxes are being raised everywhere, and Qinglou will naturally increase taxes! ”

The geniuses discussed, and their tones revealed dissatisfaction with the current situation.

Zhao Pu sighed in his heart and remained silent.

This is the price to be paid for any change in the law and any reform. Reform will inevitably increase taxes, and tax increases will inevitably increase the burden on the people, even these noble people who don't know firewood, rice, oil, salt and sauce, are still like this, let alone ordinary people! (To be continued......)